Witchcraft

In the fields once green and gold Where the summer's breeze was bold A supercell rages and rolls Swirling vortex A bubble boils Witchcraft So upon one sable morn when the moon does Wane and die A ragged coven convenes performing Incantation nigh Witchcraft Taxidermy with eyes of fire Chanting songs above the lyre Miasma of hair and bile hangs heavy with the mother's ire Witchcraft Antlers shed ribbons of blood Draped like thorns upon the brow A crucifixion can end this squall A Bible burned with aerosol Witchcraft (woo) I call upon the blood-moon goddess for I have But one request I've laid the altar Charged the crystals The circle, I have blessed Witchcraft The four elements are set Septuple trigger fingers bleed Oh horrors, my midnight god, what have you got in store for me? Witchcraft Woo! Fire flickered and danced with hues of orange Red and deep burnt blues Snakes slither by, just out of sight Lizard and bat take wing in the night Around the fire, they circle slow and with Locked minds a chant did grow Timbers of oak with wind knots so tight bear witness To spells cast in the night I am Beowulf I am cat, black Knock the candle from the scripture stack I bring justice at moment, right Gila Monster, set alight Witchcraft Unleash a reptile thinking in terms of only Lizard brain And be not lucky enough to make any Mistakes again Witchcraft Like a grenade in a fist, the air ignites, a Bloody mist Moon cycle shifting Demon lifting Beowulf, grifting ritualist Witchcraft Alas, the cat disrupts the prayer and turns it on Meekest there The tiny creature, a harmless skink, transforms Into a mythic king Witchcraft